Is it a permanent address?
The things you have — couch, table, bed, chairs?
Or is it the relationships you have with the people there?
As someone who has lived in 5 cities in a span of 20 years, as well as countless other cities I’ve traveled to and “lived” in for the duration of projects in hotels, I can say that what makes a place “home” for me is the relationships I have with people there.
For me, home is truly where the heart is.
Wherever I am, no matter what city or what country, apartment, house or hotel.. if BF is with me, I feel like it’s home.
When I visit my friends or family, it feels like home.
It may not be familiar, but that isn’t the same thing to me.
It only takes me about 2 months at a certain location, to have it feel “familiar”, but my home never changes — it’s with BF (my heart) or with my family (my blood).
Along with the fact that I am an easily adaptable person with a penchant for mobility, it’s another reason why my concept of what a “home” is, is very abstract.
I feel free and more alive by not having any possessions or physical ties rather than what some people might see as being deprived.
So what’s “home” to you?
Blog Side Note: Does Ritualized Gratitude really count (Link)?
Trever talks about people feeling the need to give thanks around this time of year, but not during the entire year, especially since most of us are about to embark on some hedonistic eating and holiday shopping in the meantime. Rings a little hollow, he says.
Being grateful is something I’m reminded of on a daily basis, not just around the holiday season. As for the eating and shopping?
No crazy holiday shopping for us this year (or for most years that I can recall), but there will be holiday feasting, and perhaps a Starbucks treat or two. Nothing fancy or extravagant. I’d rather drink in the (free) cheeriness of the holiday spirit.